Tokyo: Starting from the Miko Sister

At unimaginable temperatures, they began to melt into a pale green liquid.

Heat waves rolled in.

Beads of sweat appeared on Haruhiko's forehead.

At this time, he missed Xue Ji.

Suddenly, the snow pill on his body flashed, and a warm and cool breath flowed through his body.

He felt like he was swimming from lava into the sea.

Survived.

Tsuchimikado Mari glanced at him.

The breath of Xue Ji.

She curled her lips and controlled the light green liquid to float towards Haruhiko.

But because it had just melted and the temperature was extremely high, his clothes were instantly destroyed.

Tsuchimikado Mari had already seen it, so it didn't matter to her.

Tachibana Yui didn't.

She froze in place in an instant, turning into a sculpture.

Then his face turned red and spread all the way to his ears.

A wave of psychic energy flashed by.

Tachibana fled in panic.

Haruhiko didn't even react.

"You did it on purpose, right?"

He couldn't help but glare at Tsuchimikado Mari.

With her strength, she shouldn't be so careless.

"No."

Tsuchimikado Marika said calmly, "I forgot that the clothes you are wearing are not specially made."

"..."

Haruhiko stared at her, trying to shame her.

But Tsuchimikado Mari naturally wouldn't do that.

She completely ignored it and started building meridians for him.

At this time, her powerful strength was demonstrated.

It is so exquisite that it is outrageous.

Logically speaking, Haruhiko would feel pain when building new meridians.

But it didn't.

It was as if the meridians were not in his body.

In fact, it was Tsuchimikado Mari who helped him block his perception.

Every time she built a place, she completely isolated the surrounding areas.

Haruhiko looked at her, his eyes gradually changing and becoming quite gentle.

Even if it is the fifth level, building it like this is extremely laborious and time-consuming.

The easiest and quickest way is to ignore him whether he lives or dies.

Haruhiko closed his eyes.

With the emergence of meridians, the spiritual energy in his body was divided into two and circulated in different cycles.

This also means that he can use the skills of his second class.

An hour later, Tsuchimikado Mari let out a breath.

She was rarely so tired.

Even the previous battle with Utsunomiya Mina wasn't this hard.

But fortunately it's all worth it.

The game prompt sounds.

[Please choose a new profession. 】

[Swordsman, Onmyoji, and Monk. 】

Haruhiko silently recited the word "swordsman".

[Congratulations to the player for becoming a swordsman and obtaining basic skills. ]

[Swordsman: Sheathing the Sword: Sheathing the sword with a graceful gesture using only the wrist, and returning it to the sheath in just the right way.]

[Swordsman: Iai Slash: 10 points of spiritual energy, can be upgraded, draw the sword at an extremely fast speed, causing slight damage. ]

[Swordsman·Three Consecutive Slashes: One hundred points of spiritual energy, stab three times in succession, causing a small amount of damage.]

[Swordsman: Counterattack: 1,000 points of spiritual energy. When you are hurt, you can counterattack in time, causing moderate damage.]

Unlike the previous job transfer to a priest, this time four skills were given.

And there is one each of the first, second and third stages.

It can be said that it saved Haruhiko a lot of time.

The player's swordsman is different.

There is no single kendo school that is mainstream, but rather it is open to all.

In short, a hodgepodge, yet powerful.

"How about it?"

Tsuchimikado Mari asked when she saw him open his eyes.

Although the tone remained calm, concern was faintly visible.

“It has been successful.”

Haruhiko paused and smiled, "Well, all we need is a knife."

“It’s easy to get a knife.”

Tsuchimikado Mariya walked forward, lowered her head slightly, leaned close to his ear, and said, "As long as you beg me, I will give you a hand."

The warm breath hit his face, causing Haruhiko's body to tremble slightly.

He sniffed the faint fragrance and remembered a sentence from his previous life.

A woman will only slow down my sword draw speed, but a rich woman will give me a better sword.

At this moment, it can be so similar.

What he really needs now is a good knife or a good sword.

Well, in Japan, swords and knives are not separated in daily life.

Although Haruhiko has Izumi's scabbard, the sword has been broken and cannot be recovered in a short time.

Therefore, he needed a knife to make the transition.

"Sister Marie."

Haruhiko turned his head to look at her, kissed her on the lips, and asked, "What knife is it?"

"Is it that simple?"

Tsuchimikado Mari asked with a slight curl of her lips.

"Then I'll do whatever you say."

Haruhiko said without hesitation, "I will obey Marie-nee in everything."

"it is good."

Tsuchimikado Mari's eyes flickered, and she seemed very satisfied with this answer.

She took a step back, a knife appearing in her hand.

The blade was slightly red, and it felt hot.

Haruhiko gripped the hilt of the knife and the game prompt sounded.

【Name: Hongluan. 】

【Rank: Third rank.】

[Skills: Red Luan Star Movement, Red Phoenix Singing, Flowing Light Chasing the Wind. ]

[Note: Tailor-made by Shiranui, with unlimited potential for upgrades. ]

[Red Luan Star Movement: The third stage, consumes one thousand spiritual energy points, attaches a scorching flame to the blade, and can cause damage when touched. ]

[Red Phoenix: Third stage, consumes one thousand spiritual energy points, cuts out a phoenix-shaped sword energy, causing medium damage at a long distance.]

[Flowing Light Chasing the Wind: The third stage, consumes one thousand points of spiritual energy, and launches a violent attack at an extremely fast speed.]

Haruhiko subconsciously looked at Tsuchimikado Mari.

Unable to conceal surprise.

Among the third-level spiritual tools, this knife can be regarded as a top-grade spiritual tool.

All three skills are good and can be upgraded.

Hongluan?

In the legends of previous lives, Hongluan often represents love.

In a sense, this is Tsuchimikado Mari's confession.

In particular, it was written in the notes that the sword was tailor-made for him.

"Thank you, Sister Marie."

Haruhiko drew his sword and sheathed it, saying seriously, "I like it very much."

"Come inside."

Tsuchimikado Mari nodded calmly and said.

Haruhiko couldn't help but smile when he saw this.

The two returned to the living room.

"It seems like you scared your Aunt Mashiro."

Tsuchimikado Mari raised her head, looked upstairs, and said with a slight smile on her lips.

"It's obviously you."

Haruhiko heard the gloating tone in her voice and quickly passed the blame on to others.

He is not responsible for this.

"She's looking at you, not me."

Mari Tsuchimikado sat down on the sofa, her hip skirt falling naturally, revealing her black silk thighs.

"Should I go see Aunt Mashiro?"

Haruhiko was too lazy to argue with her and asked hesitantly.

"If you go now, she will probably want to die."

Tsuchimikado Mari said casually, "Don't think that your Aunt Mashiro has lived for more than 30 years, but in fact she is just like a little girl and has no idea about the things between men and women."

So you understand a lot?

This sentence subconsciously appeared in Haruhiko's mind.

If you think about it carefully, Tsuchimikado Mari really does understand.